Woman, Don't Go From Me

CH - 19

Din's.. 

The sound of a car horn sounded so loud from outside the fence. I don't know who's acting at night like this. The image lazily put on its sandals and peeked out from the upper balcony. A silver jazz car was parked in front of Andreas's fence. So the owner of the car who had just sounded the horn impatiently. 

Image down the stairs quickly and rush to open the fence. I don't know where Andreas went this night to make his newly married wife left alone. 

Dinn.. 

The horn sounds again. It seemed like things were so urgent that the person in the car was impatient. 

The car entered Andreas' house and parked in the yard of his house that was not too big. The image again closed the gate he had opened. 

When turning around to go back inside the house Citra was so surprised to see the man who got off the car. The man was no less shocked, his face was pale as if there was no blood flow to his body. 

"B.. Bi? You?" The man screamed as if he could not believe who he saw in front of him. 

The image was riveted, his mouth unable to say anymore. The man before him was a dead man he had been avoiding all this time, Haris. 

The handsome man quickly approached the woman in front of him. His burly hands cupped both cheeks Citra. 

"How come? Bi.. You don't want to be clear with me?" Haris said in a voice. 

Haris's mind went where. If there is a woman in Andreas' house that does not need to be asked anymore, it is certain that she is his sister's wife because all this time there was not a single woman who ever invited Andreas to the house. Time and again Haris gritted his teeth holding in anger. 

Confused image does not know what to answer. He was confused, how could Haris know of his whereabouts in that house. His mother had not told him. 

"Bii." Haris looked at him sharply.  His eyes were reddened either holding back tears or anger.

"A.. L'm.. "

"What are you guys doing?" Andreas' thunderous voice shocked them. Andrew looked at his wife and brother in turn. His hand that holds plastic filled vegetables he just put it next to him. 

Haris immediately released his hand from Citra's face. And with a hunting breath approached his brother who was standing before him. 

"Good to be here.. Follow me!" Pinta Haris with a huff. 

Andreas is confused about what makes his brother so emotional even though a few hours ago his voice still sounds good. With a gesture of moving his chin towards the house he told Citra to immediately go inside. 

Haris was still walking somewhere with Andreas following him in the back. Until he stopped at a small lake not so far from Andreas' house. 

"Why bang?" Ask Andreas to make sure. 

"Here you!" Haris Pinta. Andreas unhesitatingly approached his brother who continued to look at him with hatred. 

BUGH! !

A raw bogem landed quickly in Andreas' stomach. It must have hurt because Andreas immediately held his bogem scar. 

"dude? What the hell are you?" Andreas's protesting in pain. 

"Lo think that's enough?"

"Dude.." Andreas Protest.

BUGH'S.. BUGH'S.. 

"Damn lo! Br*!!" Haris continued to beat Andreas blindly. 

"Do you know who you are? My fucking girl! Arghh.. " Haris shouted and ruffled her hair violently. 

Andreas who was about to fend off his brother's attack was shocked widening his eyes. It was fitting from earlier that Haris's view of him was very unfriendly . He really didn't expect the problem to be this small. 

"On what basis do you destroy him huh!" Shouted Haris loudly. 

"Bao.. Calm down! I can explain."

Haris threw away Andreas' face and chose to sit by the lake to calm down. 

"Bao.. Do you know who the image is? He's the one who made your sister Puspita commit suicide bang.. "

"Huh?? So you still think Pita killed herself? You really are!  Even the police are still investigating this case, you rashly mutusin silly things like that.. And again know where lo Citra that made Pita died?"

"Diary.."

"Diary?" Haris raised next to his eyebrows. 

"Gue hesitated, you're actually Pita's sister, right?  Since when do ribbons play things like diaries? I think you know him better than I do.. Her ta.. " Cibir Haris who snorted annoyedly looked at the calm water in the lake. 

Andreas was struck by his words. True too, all this time he had not seen directly Puspita writing diary. But the handwriting of the diary is exactly the same as the handwriting of Puspita. 

"Lo really hasn't changed.. Still making your own decisions! " Siss Haris. 

"Urusan lo same I haven't run.. " Haris got up from his seat. 

"Bao.. I'm sorry!" lirih Andreas who was barely heard by Haris who left. Haris's appearance was no longer good at that time. The hateful red face he could not hide. 

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Andreas opened the gate of his house slowly. Observing him around, his brother's car was no longer in the yard means he had gone from Andreas' house.

With a hunting step he entered the house. Somehow after knowing the relationship Haris and Citra he felt uncomfortable. He ran up the stairs and his steps came to a halt in front of Citra's room. From outside the woman's room lights are still on, the sign may be that the owner of the room has not slept. A little hesitant he opened the door of the room quietly without making a sound. 

The image is sitting pensively on the edge of the window. She looked out so that Andreas could only stare at her back and her beautiful hair was down. 

He wanted to get close to the woman but hesitated.  His ego is contrary to desire. Not only that, his great prestige was also one of the reasons for undoing his intentions. 

"What are you doing!" His voice is still on the doorstep. 

The image with a flutter turned his head and wiped the clear circles on his cheeks. He found the tall man standing in the doorway of his room. Citra's eyes look puffy, Andreas knows the woman must have cried. Andreas Pun now knew the reason for the crying that made him grit his teeth. 

"I.. Find the wind!" Answer Imagery.

"Wind out? In the wind just know how you feel! Cook it I'm hungry!" Andreas Pinta.  But his speech refers more to the command .

Somehow seeing Citra crying over another man made her heart riled. So Andreas told him to cook is also just an excuse so that Citra does not think about unnecessary things.

"Emm yes..  What do you want to eat? " Tanya Citra with a discordant voice. 

"Whatever.." Andreas answered harshly. He was upset to hear that sad voice. 

The image does not want to take a headache. He quickly walked out past Andreas who was still standing in front of the door. Andreas held his hand. 

"Ehh.. What's?" The image stopped, he was astonished by Andreas' treatment. He looked at Andreas. His chest pounded. If there was no skin, his heart might have jumped.

"I want noodle soup with lots of vegetables, two eggs." Andreas Said. 

The image brushed off the hand of Andreas who was still holding his hand in annoyance. 

"Ohhh I guess what.." In a hurry Citra went down the stairs and towards her combat room which was on the lower floor.

Andrew looked at his wife coming down the stairs. That's not what Andrew wanted to say. Yet again his ego and prestige get in the way. 

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"Sialannn.. How can I do this! " Haris punched the handlebar of the car he was driving. 

"Arggghhh.." Shouted Haris resentfully venting anger. 

Before long she took her phone and tried to contact someone. 

"Hallo.. Rik, arrange for my return to the office tomorrow!" He said to someone on the phone. 

"Oh my god, the young master is going back to headquarters?" Whispers from the phone that Haris can still hear. 

Haris slammed his phone into the car seat. His gaze was straight ahead full of regret. The disappointment of hateful anger had encompassed his heart. How could the woman he loved be stained by his own sister. If only he had come early it probably wouldn't have been like this. 

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"Emmm..  The mienya is ready!" Say Image to Andreas who is sitting in his study. 

But Andreas did not answer Citra's words so the woman irritatedly ventured into Andreas's study. 

He saw that beautiful face, his eyes closed. I don't know when he fell asleep in that sitting position. Andreas looked so slumbering that Citra did not have the heart to wake him up. 

Citra chose to leave rather than wake her cold husband. But just a step later, a hand held him. 

"Since when?" Andreas asked with his characteristic hoarse voice. 

"What's? Ohh just did.. It's ripe, ayok, cold hunt later.. " Take the wrong image because again Andreas touched his hand. 

"No.." Said Andreas who made Citra did not understand the meaning. 

"When have you known my brother?" Highlight Andreas' eyes were full of intimidation. Whose brother Andreas Citra meant did not understand. He did not even know for sure the genealogy of the Andreas family. Yesterday the Puspita, now which brother? 

"Haris is my brother.. " Pitra. And now Citra understands it turns out that the reason Haris came here and rushed away because not because he knew the whereabouts of Citra, but because he was visiting his sister. The world is so narrow that it is so strange. 

"Is that important?" Reply Citra with no less cold. 

"You said you didn't care about me.. Then what is this? What is your reason for talking to me?" 

"So you still have feelings for my brother? " Task Andreas in annoyance. Furrowing his thick eyebrows. 

"So you already know yes.. " Partra again smiled wryly sneering at her husband. 

"If so, why?" The rest made Andreas emotional.

Andreas can't hold it anymore. She swiftly grabbed both of Citra's cheeks and said*p her red lips. A kiss full of dominance that Imagery had never expected before. 

"Mmmhh. "Pictra thrashed and hit the big hand of Andreas who was forcibly cupping his cheek. 

But the effort is nil, Andreas' kiss is getting stronger like a leech that does not want to release its prey. The image did not run out of sense, strongly bitten by the lower lip of her husband who acted late. Andreas finally released him. 

"Expiritual.." Shouts Image 

"What?" Andreas chuckles little making his wife fed up. Andreas wiped his slightly bloody lips and left a scar. 

"You're outrageous.." The image repeats its words. 

"Ohh.. So my brother can but your husband can't? That so?" cibir Andreas's. 

"What do you mean.."

"Cih.. Where is your relationship with Haris hah!"

"Bad.. How do you treat women?? I didn't think your mind was that hot.. It is only fitting that your bathroom is transparent as br**se*!" Shouted Citra. 

With tears she ran away from Andreas. His pride seemed to be stepped on. Andreas always humbled him. Though the man knew very well the image of the woman who could keep her honor until she was the one who ruined her future at that time. 

The attacking hunger was lost instantly due to the unpleasant treatment of the man. Every step she took Citra cursed her husband.

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"Huh.. Andreas what are you doing!" Andreas ruffled his hair violently. He regretted having done that to Citra. But he himself did not understand how it could be any closer to the woman he could not hold himself back. Like there was a subtle whisper that asked him to feel the sensation of his wife's sir. 

"A.. Please find someone to investigate Puspita's case." Say Andreas while pressing the message application voice note. 

"I want it done..  Investigate also where Damar is!

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The image traveled along the paved road he had been treading since coming out of Andreas' house. He did not know where to go, leaving his feet tired to set the goal. He looked around the dimly lit road, but no one could see through it. He himself did not know where exactly he was now. 

His head started to shrink. The creme cardigan he was wearing also did not greatly reduce the coldness of the night that pierced his bones. Occasionally he rubbed his two arms wrapped in a not-so-thick cloth. Without wasting time he continued his steps that had stopped in a hurry with tears that did not stop glistening. I don't know what happened at the end of this so he became this cute.

"Waws.. Look there's a beautiful woman walking alone tonight! Where's it going pretty? Want a temenin brother?" The words of a rough-faced burly man who had suddenly appeared before him. His frivolous clothes with torn jeans on the knee seemed to indicate he was not a good person. 

The fur of Citra bristles. He cursed his decision with regret that had been carelessly choosing to leave the house at the wrong time. He did not reckon that he would meet this kind of danger before. 

"Any beauty, don't be afraid! Brother won't hurt you.. Hehe we're having fun!" Said the man with a creepy grin. 

Hearing those words made Citra's guts shrivel even more. Without a second thought he immediately ran. But it seemed like his decision was late because right now his arm had been blocked by the creepy man. 

"Where are you going? Better to do it!  Don't make your brother angry .." The man gripped both arms of Citra firmly. 

The image thrashed with all its might trying to break away from the man, but it seemed like his efforts were in vain. With her petite body it was certain that she was unable to fight against the man with that muscular burly posture. 

"Take me off.. Justjust please.. Help me!" Shouted Citra.

"Shut up! Noisy, don't piss me off.. If you yell again don't mistake me if… "

BUGH

The man's words were cut off because someone had kicked his head so he fell to the ground. Seeing that opportunity Citra immediately moved away from the creepy man. 

"If what?" Asked a woman in a black shirt with her sneering smile. It was hard to believe that the woman could knock down the burly man who was currently holding her head. The woman is not higher than the image. Her body was also slim and her face was quite cute. If you do not witness it directly, you may not believe it either. 

 

"Who lo? Why are you interfering!" The bully of the man who was now trying to rise from the ground. 

"Haha.. I'm not surprised anyway, today there are many men trash of sex criminals like lo.." Sneered the woman with a bold waist. 

"Songong really lo ya.. You think your rich little boy can fight me.." Said the man who was now clutching the collar of the woman who was fighting him earlier. 

BUGH'S.. BUGH'S.. 

Without further ado the woman headed the man's head many times and kicked his combat gear tightly. The man looks in pain. The woman did not waste her chance quickly she punched the man's stomach in a tube and finally kicked him in the face while shaking twice. The man fell helplessly sprawled with many wounds on his face. 

"Rasain lo's.. Still a jago?" Grunt the woman.  This time he asked with a cold face as well as a gaze full of killing aura. 

"A.. Forgive the boss for mercy.." Said the man stammeredly withstanding the pain he was in. 

"Go lo.. Don't let me see your face again!" Threaten the woman. 

Without wasting time the man immediately ran away quickly until many times he fell. 

"Go far away.." Shouted the woman. 

Breathing image relief. The danger that threatened him had passed. He could not imagine if the woman had not come to know what had happened to him. 

"No papa?" The woman checked the state of Citra who was standing with a body that shivered in fear. 

"Ma..Thanks.." Reply Citra stamped while close the cardigannya. 

"It's Ok! I'm Joice.. Lo??" The woman patted Citra's shoulder in a friendly manner. 

"Partner.. I'm Citra!"

"Next time don't go out alone gini night, this area is prone to tau! Especially if you are pregnant with gini. Where am I going to get anter!" The woman who turns out to be named Joice. Of course his words made Citra surprised. How could Joice know she was pregnant even when they had just met. 

"Where do you know I'm pregnant?" Ask Citra curiously. 

"Ahh that's not important.. By the way where's your husband? He could have let his pregnant wife wander alone in a kayak gini place.." Said Joice who suddenly clucked in annoyance.

"I.. Emm.."

"Bie.. What else are you doing here?" Not yet Citra answered a man who with hunting steps walked towards Citra. 

Slowly the man began to approach, but did not seem to get a welcome from Citra as she quickly turned around and turned her back on the man. 

"Babys.. What the hell are you?" The man was getting closer to Citra but his hand was immediately firmly blocked by Joice. 

"Stop!" Sizzle Joice and bring Citra behind her body. 

The man was Haris, he returned to his position and looked at Joice from toe to head. 

"Lo who? Why interfere!" Ask Haris cynically. 

"Who does not matter. The important thing is you have to know your wife is almost wretched! Lo what kind of bastard would let your wife out alone this night in a kayak gini place.. "

"What?? Bi.. Is that true? You almost fucked? Is anyone hurt?" Haris asked with an anxious face. 

"Nothing.. Still good there is me if I don't know where your wife will be.." Selak Joice in a mocking tone. 

"Gue is not lo.." Ketus Haris's.

"OK okay.. Now you bring your wife home!  Remember you have to take good care of him! I already know your wife is pregnant gini instead let out at night in this place again."

"No need to tell me I'll take it home.. " Say Haris harshly. It seems that she does not like Joice too much who has mistaken that Haris is Citra's husband. 

"Bie..  Come on!"

The image shook slowly. He chose to hold Joice's hand as if he needed protection. 

"Joice I don't want to go home with her." Citra said pleading. 

Joice frowned in surprise at the woman's behavior. Even if they don't go home together, they'll meet at home, Joice thought.   But maybe Citra has its own reasons so Joice nodded in agreement to Citra's request. 

"Eat him to be a sensitive man little napa. Wife until do not want to go home with gini, if I am sorry yes..." It was Cibir Joice who upset Haris. 

"Bie.. You want to go with this stranger?" Even this guy you must have just known, right?"  Said Haris who was disappointed because Citra instead chose with Joice. 

"He's not a stranger.. He's my friend, he's the one who broke me.." Reply Citra who had been reluctant to look at Haris. His guilt towards the man was so great that even looking at him he could not afford it. 

"Udah is right! Move lo!" Joice pushed Haris' shoulder and held Citra behind her. They left Haris who did not dare to approach Citra because of the woman's refusal. 

Joice piggybacked Citra on his 250cc sports bike. Dashingly a little girl wore a thick black jacket and covered her cute face with a full face helmet. Joice then launched his bike before he glanced at Haris who was looking at them from a distance. 

Haris clenched his hand. He was really disappointed, he was angry he was upset because the circumstances seemed to play tricks on him. He closed his eyes, slowly the rare clear circles coming out of the beautiful eye patch just flowed. He stiffened his jaw and opened his eyes. He walked in with a hunting step towards his car. He violently slammed the door of his car, took the wheel and drove it somewhere. Unmistakably, Andreas' house was his exact destination.

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